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Welcome to the Frog Hollow Farm blog! I've been blogging since January 2010 and have switched from Blogger to Word Press, but I'm back to Blogger because, for me, it's easier to use. My husband and I live on a little farm in Northwest New Jersey. We have some chickens and a very large vegetable garden with asparagus and raspberries, and rows and rows of sunflowers, snapdragons and zinnias. Traveling, entertaining, gardening, spending time with family, studying Italian, blogging and reading keep us busy and happy. With all of this going on, moving towards a simpler life seems almost impossible but it's definitely a daily goal.

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Spring at Frog Hollow Farm

I don't know about you, and I'm sure that this will sound odd to almost everyone, but although I love the warm breezes of a spring day, the flowers, longer days and new garden plans that come with Spring, I have a very hard time transitioning from Winter.

I'm one of those people who loves the coziness of shorter days, fires in the wood stove, wool socks and soft, oversize cardigans to wear around the house and the certainty that Fall will always bring us the holidays, my favorite time of the year.

For me, there is that very awkward time between late February and whenever Spring decides to make it's debut - mud; cold weather; gusty, windy days... seeming even colder to me than the winter. I just feel awkward all around, even though the calendar and Punxsatawney Phil say that Spring has arrived.

It may go all the way back to when I was a little girl, with a new pastel colored dress and shiny new shoes for Easter Sunday. The problem was, we could never depend on Easter being warm enough for that dress, or dry enough for those new white patent leather shoes. The warm Easters were wonderful; the wintery ones just terrible.

Yesterday evening I went outside when Frog Hollow Farm Boy drove up the driveway. The weather was warm enough to go out without a jacket, there was no breeze, and the sun was out. I may almost be sold on Spring - it does take me a while - and think that perhaps enough time has passed to help me to begin the transition.

I planted some pansies today - large, happy pansy faces - some really pretty deep violets mixed with some softer shades of violet and white. The cabbage planters even look happier with some flowers!

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About Me

We live in an old stone farmhouse on a property called Frog Hollow in Northwest New Jersey. The original farmhouse was built in the 1860's and probably had access rights to the Morris Canal, which is located a short distance from our property. Many additions have been added to the stone house, but the original walk-in fireplace still remains. Our 15 acres contains about 5 acres of cleared land with 10 acres of woods. A small pond lies right behind our home, and a large field to the right, which contains a large vegetable garden and our East garden, which is full of perennials and stone walls.